I Have No Boobs Whatsoever. On My

If God Wanted Us To Bend Over He'd Put Diamonds On The Floor.

I Was Smart Enough To Go Through Any Door That Opened.

After We Made Love He Took A Piece Of Chalk And Made An Outline Of My Body.

I Think Actual Death Will Be A Lot Easier Than Dying On Stage. Cause - You Know - If You Do [actual Death] Right, You Can Go Looking Good. Maybe With A Little Quip [like]: 'i Loved Everybody.' But Dying On Stage...oh, God!

I Hate Reality Shows That Are Not Reality.